Store of Perversion E-Book

Lady McGowan

• Herausgeber: Taboo Pulp Press
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Excerpt: 

Tears filled her eyes. Hot, bitter tears. The life Bill was picturing for her was an impossibility. What kind of daughter was she, to go to bed with the man her mother loved? To do so knowingly, and by plan. To do so again and again. She shook her head angrily.
"What's the matter with you?" he asked suspiciously.
"I just don't like that," Noel said. "I can't do that again."
"You can't do what?"
"This-what we're doing."

Leseprobe

Store of Perversion

Lady McGowan

Copyright © 2017

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 1

Joe Banning, who was eighteen, was a member of four main groups. One was his family group. This consisted of him, his mother and father, an older sister, and an assortment of uncles, aunts-, nephews and nieces. He also belonged to a neighborhood group, the people who lived in the same block and, to some extent, shared the same fortunes-a low-income group, Negro and white, Jewish, Catholic or non-belivers, a quite heterogeneous collection of people bound together by their proximity to each other.

He belonged to a school group, but this was summer and school was closed, and right now his relationships there were rather tenuous.

He belonged to a work group, for he was one of the fortunate teen-age youths who had a job. It was not much of a job, but it gave him a little money, it occupied his time, and it gave him a certain sense of responsibility.

Joe was a tall, thin young man, with tousled red hair, a freckled face, and deep blue eyes. He was fairly strong. His school record was not exceptional but at least there were no marks against him. And he had no police record. In this part of the city, a good many kids had police records before they were eighteen. At Peel's Drugstore, where he was employed, he was listed as a delivery boy. He delivered, and he did a number of other things. The other things were usually the dirty jobs, the cleanup jobs that someone had to do, so he did them.

The group at Peel's Drugstore included Arthur Morrell, who owned the place; Howard Kendrick, the pharmacist; Carter Harris, who handled the fountain-he called himself the Soda King-and Sue Dorchester, the cashier-clerk, who was really something. Joe was at the very bottom of the ladder.

He was supposed to get to work by noon. He had an hour off for supper. Then he worked until they locked the doors at nine and afterward he had to sweep up, clean up for the next day. Mr. Morrell stayed until he finished, or if he couldn't stay Mr. Kendrick stayed. Now and then, Sue Dorchester worked late. Once when she had stayed, and Mr. Kendrick had stayed too, they disappeared into the small storage room and were there for twenty minutes. There was a light in the front of the storage room and there was a light behind the three-quarter partition, but they turned them off. Joe took one look in that direction, then listened at the door. He heard low voices, but no words. Then he couldn't hear anything, but he could imagine what was happening. Just thinking about that made him a little excited. He would have liked to have taken Mr. Kendrick's place, and he could have. One afternoon when Sue had noticed him ogling her breasts she had said, "Careful, infant. They're not for you." He could have disputed that with her. He was much more of a man than she realized.